Mastering Their Omega Novels & Stories

“They’re special.” ‎ ‎Her fingers stiffened at first, then relaxed, and I saw her blush deepen. Her lips quivered into a shy smile that made my chest tighten. ‎ ‎“You know one funny thing?” I asked, leaning closer. ‎ ‎“No… tell me,” she replied, curiosity sparkling in her eyes. ‎ ‎“Omegas always come with a special ability,” I said, holding her gaze, my voice low and intense. ‎Her brow furrowed. “I’m confused… Can you shed more light?”

blowing a sharp whistle. He pointed to Zion and another male, saying, "You and you, show us your best-shifting transformation!" with a smug smile. Zion bristled, and my heart began racing. The two males hesitated, glancing at each other nervously, before complying. As omega wolves, we were small and weak compared to the others, but they didn't want to be laughed at. They shut their eyes, focusing on their inner wolves, and began to transform. Their bodies contorted and changed as they shifted into their wolf forms.

before Gamma Patrick whispered in my ears, “Omegas are killed like chickens. Misbehave and you’ll be the next barbeque.” My heart was bitter. So many threats. Why did the moon goddess make omegas? Why can’t everyone be equal in the werewolf community? I asked myself as I looked up to the sunny skies like I could see the face of the moon goddess even in the blinding ray of the sun.

It seems that they are taking a break. Hesitating for a bit, my body was about to turn around, but then I remembered that this needed to be done. Asking for help is not a shameful act. With great determination, I stride my way to get near them. When I was a few feet away, I almost called their attention, but a male omega grabbed my wrist. With no words, he just silently dragged me outside the workhouse. The other wolves, who seemed to notice, didn't even bother to spare a glance..

The basket on its own was already heavy, so when I filled it up with berries and nuts, the weight multiplied. I lifted my weary eyes and dragged my heavy legs behind me as I pushed my weak body forward. “You only started today and you’re already tired?” The master bellowed, glaring at me with rage in his eyes. “Why can’t you even do anything right?” I rolled my eyes and kept pushing my body forward. I wouldn’t blame him anyway, they’re omegas and if there’s one thing they’re known for, it’s their frustration with literally life itself. So whenever they met with someone beneath their status, they’d take that chance to use whoever it is as a balm on their ego.

he says, “I can’t even smell your wolf. Shift for us, I want to see how good you are.” I am like a child who has been caught stealing cookies from a cookie jar. I look down at my feet and clench my jaw. “I haven't found my wolf yet.” Helios slaps his thigh, turns to Hunter and raises both arms. He is flabbergasted. “She’s an omega with no wolf.” He shakes his head incredulously. “How is she supposed to fight? Have a dance-off with the enemy pack?” “Start her off with shootings. Then give her blades for physical combat.”

“What was she?” “True Omega,” Adrian looks at his hands, as if ashamed by this fact. “Kenneth and the other higher-ups breed our true Omegas until they’re in their thirties – forcing them to have one pup after the other. It creates a wolf that’s somewhere in-between, neither Omega nor Alpha, but strong warriors. I’ve been training since I was ten.” I feel a little wave of nausea myself. After spending nearly two weeks with Mountain Fire, I’ve grown complacent, started to believe that all wolves living in packs are fairly decent, despite the fact that my mate keeps telling me they're not.

Evelyn said sternly. "Thank you once again Luna." Tyler said leaving after he closed the door a soft smile settled on my face. Tyler could not believe the Luna gave him such a huge reward in return for standing up for her. On a normal note omegas are not allowed to live in the pack house 'you know if I haven't taken control over you, you won't be able to do that now and you won't even be able to hold the reward ' Ralph said ' I know I also thank you for making it possible to meet the Luna ' Tyler told him.

“Why do you still call yourself an omega? I mean, I know you were one, but I thought you’d have held yourself in high esteem after Sia made you his concubine but you don’t and I want to know why” I laugh subtly. “Becoming his concubine doesn’t elevate my status in anyway. I still see myself as an omega, because my duties and obligations are still that of an omega. When Sia was injured, I treated his wounds. That’s what an omega does Dogara. They humble themselves before all, serving in silence. They let themselves get walked over, kicked, beaten, humiliated, just to achieve a single goal”. “And what’s your goal Crinka?” “That’s the first time you’re calling me by name”.

“That's all you omega bitches are good for. And when your mate is dead , you'll be free for the taking.” Carlos grunts as he’s shoved to the rocks, trying to twist free from the wretched monster called Richard. “Go fuck yourself, ” he hisses back, struggling under the strength of the alpha. “You’re not fucking laying a finger on me!” Another growl and a slap makes the fourth time that Richard has backhanded the omega, eyes glinting. “You will learn your place , little omega,” he mocks.